Early this month, I have witnessed love in all its glory.
I saw this love in the eyes of a man who, for 50 years, has been a strong pillar for his household.
I saw this love in the eyes of a woman who, for 50 years, has been a strong driving force in her home.
A big restaurant in Alabang was filled with music and love and merriment that day.
A family was celebrating. A couple was overwhelmed.
There was laughter. There were tears of joy.
It is one of those rare days. It’s not every day you get to be invited to a 50th wedding anniversary.
Whew! Half a century of being together. Half a century.
I wonder how many other couples out there would reach 50. Not an easy feat. Definitely not an easy feat. In today’s time, sometimes forever seems too far-fetched. Sometimes love starts sweet and true and ends up sad and bitter.
But I do believe in forever because of this couple, and the many other couples I know who continue to acknowledge and honor the tie that binds and guides them in the direction of their hearts’ desire: to go onward, together, to forever.
Thank you, Papa Bert and Mama Necy, for the inspiration. In all of my uncertainties and in all of my doubts, you cemented my belief that love——in whatever form it takes, in whatever condition it arrives, in whatever circumstance it presents itself to me——is and will always be there.
Happy 50th anniversary! Here’s to another 50!